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lirotation · 1 day
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Hello! I just saw your post and I was wondering if I could recreate it in a 3D rendered version? I just really love the concept of it and I couldn't help but be inspired 🙌🙌
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Omg of course, that would be so pretty! Please give me a tag when you post it.
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lirotation · 3 days
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Mortal Astarion X F! Human Tav. Ummm, angst.👀
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For decades, this manor offered him a place to call home in the truest sense. 
The hallway was a sacred gallery, adorned with paintings that were not mere canvases, but tangible echoes of their life together. Each brushstroke, lovingly rendered by her hand, captured the essence of cherished memories.
Whenever he opened the door at the end of the hallway, he was greeted by the radiant smile of his beloved, and the hearth beckoned him to surrender to its comforting embrace. Yet, it was the vast window next to it that held the greatest significance. The tender caress of sunlight danced across his skin as he lost himself in the pages of a book beside her. It was here, bathed in the golden rays, that he could truly revel in the miracle she had bestowed upon him – the cure to his vampiric curse, a gift of life, a reminder of the depths of her love and the power it held to transcend even the most insurmountable of boundaries.
Here at home, he had found everything his heart desired.
But nothing is ever truly perfect. Life simply doesn't work that way.  Even the mightiest of fortresses cannot withstand the relentless march of time.
He thought he was ready for it, but not like this.
Never like this.
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The poem cited is "When You Are Old" BY W.B. Yeats. One of my favorites.❤️
Alright, thanks for reading the second installment of my "this did not really happen to my couple". After delving into the mortality of my Tav, Amaara, I found myself confronting a fear more profound than death itself – the fear of morbidity, of life's vibrancy fading before its inevitable end. So I decided to yank my CP around this theme. Self-indulgence at its finest.😊
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lirotation · 10 days
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My wizard and her dashing rogue. <3
I have all three of these done now. Time to hand them to my hubby and see when he can make me that mini folding screen decor thing I wanted. hmmm, I just realized her eyes were closed in all 3? oh well.
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lirotation · 17 days
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I donno, it doesn't mean anything just me wanting to draw and this came out...
it seems to reflect my admiration for Astarion, and an acknowledgment of the suffering he's endured.
Even if I didn't consciously set out to depict that, it's kind of interesting that my subconscious might be revealing this underlying worship I have for Astarion and his struggles. The creative process can be like a window into our psyche in unexpected ways, can't it? 🤪
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lirotation · 24 days
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I drew them dancing together before but it was a quick drawing that didn't quite scratch my itch =). So, I decided to try again. After finishing, I realized that her gown looked like a wedding gown...just a veil away. So, I thought, why not?
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My CP are two non-religious individuals with no family or cultural obligations, financial entanglements, or political ties. For them, a marriage contract holds little practical value beyond being a label, something Amaara doesn't care much about.
However, I can envision Astarion desiring that label, proof is his line: "Us, I still like the sound of that." I picture him grinning with pride whenever Amaara refers to him as "my husband," just as he would possessively call her "my dear wife." There's a certain appeal to the formality that these titles carry. The idea of making that eternal commitment, especially without any societal expectations driving them, could hold romantic significance for him.
So I guess I will think of a proposal comic?
Well, that's not gonna happen anytime soon, and this came to mind first:
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lirotation · 25 days
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My Astarion Comic Masterlist.
Alright, so Astarion had me under his spell for quite some time now, and it doesn't look like I am breaking free any time soon.
(Newest to oldest)
Colored comic -- Mindless Fluff stuff
Missed Birthday.
The Stance
First and Only
Midsummer Festival
Boyfriend Shirt Moment
I Will be Your Shelter
Asty's Undie
Greyscale comic --Melodrama stuff
When you are old (This Did Not Really Happen to My Couple Part 2/2)
Divine silence (Love You for Who You Are Part 1/3)
Could you find a way to let me down slowly (This Did Not Really Happen to My Couple Part 1/2)
Misplaced Trust (AA)
Miso (not about my main cp.)
"Us" (the last image of the post)
Boys I Fell for
First Bite
One Day More
Yes Master
First comic ever--a hug for Astarion
I know it's not much, but compiling this still gave me a weird sense of accomplishment 🤓😆
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lirotation · 28 days
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Vax´ildan X Keyleth
I had to get them out of my system. I watched The Legend of Vox Machina for its fantastic art and animation. I didn't care much about the characters, and Keyleth was the only one I kind of liked. I didn't think Vax was a good match for her because, in the animated series, he seemed overly attached to his sister and didn't do anything special for Keyleth.
So, I decided to read up on their story. As a sucker for tragedy, I ended up shipping them! It's a shame the animated series couldn't do their arc justice due to time constraints.
Death in DnD seems like a joke. When death isn't absolute, life loses its preciousness. I still remember the shock I felt when Drizzt Do'Urden's wife was reincarnated after he broke up with his lover. What kind of romance arc is that? Ugh.
In contrast, Vax and Keyleth had a more bitter-sweet romance, featuring undying love and years of pining, which only can be found in fantasy romance.
Of course, I feel sorry for poor Keyleth.
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lirotation · 1 month
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Astarion X F!Tav. Mindless Fluff as usual. Post game settings.
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Relationship scenario: Missed Birthday. In my HC, elves do not celebrate birthdays; they celebrate Name Day, which occurs about every four years. It's probably some private setting I inhaled during my tabletop days.
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lirotation · 1 month
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This piece was an abandoned WIP from last year. Now after feeling stuck on multiple projects, I finally went back and finished this one.
After two centuries under Cazador's control, Astarion likely didn't even realize how much his old master's influence had shaped him. The proof came after he ascended; he transformed into another version of Cazador himself. AA is such a quiet tragedy that the person living it remained oblivious to. And spawn Astarion here is trying to shed his sire's snakeskin completely, maybe even over-reacting a bit.
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lirotation · 1 month
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They are not dead, they are sleeping lol. This is inspired by my recent dream. I dreamed of discovering Astarion lying on a bed of roses. I went to lay down next to him, and we turned to look at each other and smiled.
When I was madly in love with Garrus Vakarian, I had so many steamy dreams about him😳. They were scientifically plausible and oh very imaginative. I was hoping to have that with Astarion too, but it never happened. I dreamed of Astarion quite often, in different situations, but never once in a sexual context. The best I got was a peck on his lips. Initially, I thought maybe I had outgrown having erotic dreams, but then I had a steamy wet dream involving Percy from The Legend of Vox Machina, and I don't even particularly like this character...🥴
So...maybe I just have too much respect for Astarion that subconsciously, I don't even want to violate him in the privacy of my dreams? Damn.
PS. I received a lot of wonderful feedback on my previous comic. Some shared their personal journeys and thanked me for giving voice to their feelings - I'm truly humbled. One reblog commented, "I wish there was some way to thank him personally, but well, there isn't." That resonated deeply with me. So, my new short-term goal is to have a dream where I can personally thank Astarion. We will see if that's gonna happen.🤣
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lirotation · 2 months
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love the comic but can u please tag it long post or put it under a readmore 😭😭
Oh i am sorry, i am not familiar with tumblr etiquette just yet. I tagged it #long post, but does it do anything? I will add a read more once i get back home.
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lirotation · 2 months
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Astarion X F!Tav, ummm, fluff? Set post game, a couple months before the reunion. Warning: blood. long post.
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This took me forever! I put some tender loving care into some of the panels =)
Despite feeling dissatisfied with my own artistic abilities, I cherish this little comic. Through Amaara's words, I was able to express why Astarion was dear to me.
Wyll is more physically attractive to me and Gale feels like my kindred soul. For the longest time I find myself wondering why, out of all the characters, I fell in love with Astarion. This comic explains it all, and I'm incredibly grateful to everyone involved in creating him.
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lirotation · 2 months
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In Act 3, I adore the graveyard scene, but I wish we could have a regular date like the one with Karlach. Of course, it's not like we can take him anywhere fancy, so I suppose a stroll along the coastline with a glass of freshly squeezed blood would suffice.
It's a study of Framed Ink V2
Hubby made this into a plaque, let me think what I can do with it.
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lirotation · 2 months
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Astarion X F!Tav Fluff, post game settings
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Relationship scenario: the inevitable conversation about Exes.
Setting: Not long after embarking on their journey to find a cure, Amaara and Astarion had secured a room at an upscale inn upon arriving in a bustling city. They didn't venture out together much during daylight while in the cities because Astarion HATED wearing the Cloak of Dragomir.
They spent many hours secluded in their plush lodgings. Amaara tirelessly researched anything that might hold answers, while Astarion found other ways to occupy himself.
He read romance novels - part of his covert mission to learn the intricacies of relationships. For someone so well-versed in hedonism, matters of the heart were quite foreign to him.
Yet, to his immense self-satisfaction, he realized their relationship was going very well. He was feeling really smug over his perceived romantic prowess.
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lirotation · 2 months
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Ever since a discussion about the mortality of my human Tav with my fellow Tavs on Tumblr, the idea has become an intrusive thought🤣. I couldn't shake it from my mind, so I decided to confront it. I chose to explore the worst-case scenario.
Astarion X F!Tav, warning, character death.
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Oh my gosh, I couldn't think about anything else! But now I feel better =) The lyrics are from the song "Let Me Down Slowly" by Alec Benjamin, which seems to be popping up everywhere for me recently! It was meant to be.
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The rain poured down in relentless sheets, obscuring the old gothic manor in a heavy gray veil. Inside, the candles flickered softly as Astarion combed his fingers gently through Amaara's hair. Her skin was pale and cold under his touch, she had passed in her sleep, her life of many decades finally at its end.
Astarion dressed her in finery befitting his princess, never taking his eyes from her still face. He lifted her fragile body, holding her close to his silent heart, and carried her through the corridors of their home, the echo of his steps filling the emptiness left behind.
Down into the secret crypt below he took her. The chamber was illuminated by candles that cast dancing shadows on the stone walls. He lay her gently in an ornate double coffin, positioning her with care one last time. His vision blurred as tears threatened to spill out at the thought of an eternity without her laughter to drive away the dark.
So soon...too soon...
A dry, wrecked sob clawed up his throat as he stretched his lean body beside hers inside the casket. He turned to face her, drinking in every beloved feature - the graceful arch of her brow, the gentle slope of her nose. With infinite tenderness, he ran the back of his hand against the line of her jaw, tracing its elegant curve.
He threaded his long, pale fingers into her thinned silver hair, soft strands pooling like mercury in his palm. He cradled the nape of her neck, his thumb caressing the tender skin behind her ear just the way she always loved. Each gesture was etched with reverence and sorrow, communicating wordlessly all the affection and devotion that overflowed from his shattered heart.
In the muted candlelight, she could have been merely sleeping, poised on the cusp of awakening. But her skin was growing colder under his touch with each moment, the last of her warmth fleeing to merge with the eternal night. Soon all that would remain of his beating heart would be a decomposing shell. The anguished realization tore through him anew, and he released a thin, keening cry like a creature skewered through the soul.
At last, Astarion forced his quivering fingers to release her. With agonizing restraint, he gently smoothed back a few errant strands of her pale hair, arranging them flawlessly across the plush satin pillow.
He shifted slowly onto his back beside her. Reaching up with a leaden arm, he grasped the ornately carved lid of the casket. As he gradually pulled the heavy cover down, shadow crept over their forms. Her alabaster features were swallowed up inch by inch in the hungry darkness.
With a muffled thud that reverberated through his entire spirit, the cover closed completely. The chamber became at once a bridal suite and a tomb, its occupants trapped by cruel fate.
Astarion shuddered in the darkness. The familiar confines of a coffin, once a hellish prison, now served as his refuge from the fresh anguish threatening to consume him.
When Cazador had buried him years ago, the crushing isolation and helplessness nearly shattered Astarion’s sanity. But here, cocooned with his lost beloved, the cold casket took on the bittersweet air of a marriage bed on their final night together. He welcomed the isolation, sought solace in it. Here he could muffle the bleeding, gaping wound in his soul with the old, healed over scars of past trauma. By wrapping himself in familiar pain, its sharp sting would numb the fresh, unendurable agony of Amaara’s absence.
In this chamber of death, Astarion found his only chance for even transient peace. Here he could hold the cruelties of time and fate at bay, if only for a few decades of dreamless slumber next to his beloved. Here he could forget, could almost pretend the sweet burden in his arms still drew breath... before mere memory of her touch faded like everything else into the hungry dark.
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lirotation · 3 months
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Happy V-day! =)
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Happy Valentine's day everyone! Insert your hand lol
Day of Heart, Re en'Cormea**
This day, 14th of Alturiak is taken for elves to honor those they love or hold dear to their hearts. By doing so they also honor Hanali Celanil, the Elven goddess of Love and friend to Sune, by sharing the love she gave to all elves.
Astarion is not very "Elfy" to me, he seems to be the kind that doesn't care much about traditions. (I have a whole theory about how he ended up in Baldur's Gate because of this.)
My Tav, Amaara, is human, born to a human father and a half-elf mother. However, she was raised in the Elven city of Silvery Moon and acts a lot more Elven than Astarion. She planned a picnic under the moon on the night of Re en'Cormea. That's the setting of this drawing.
**this holiday is not canon, but was referred to pretty often.
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lirotation · 3 months
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Ascended Astarion x Female Tav, one shot exercise.
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I don't do Ascended Astarion stuff usually, but I was exchanging emails with my friend, and he said, "I'm sure you let Astarion ascend since you were so in love with him you'd want to do anything to make him happy."
Ummm, end of friendship, hahahaha. No, I was so surprised he would think that. Ascended Astarion is a glaring relationship red flag. If there's one piece of advice I can offer to younger women, it's this: never allow your partner to have complete control over you. Always nurture your own freedom and power.
Keep pursuing your career aspirations. Maintain close ties with family and friends who support you. Develop your own interests and skills. Make sure you can simply get up and leave and that you can support yourself if you do need to leave.
I'm not suggesting you take a cynical or suspicious view of relationships. But entering any partnership as equals, with your own solid ground to stand on, is key. The joy of intimacy relies on mutual care, respect and consent between free individuals.
If you find yourself yielding your autonomy or goals to maintain a relationship, or walking on eggshells to avoid angering someone, those are major red flags. Have the courage to reevaluate any bond that becomes more confining than uplifting.
No matter how tempting the fantasy, an unequal power dynamic will likely turn unhealthy over time. I am sure in the game, Ascended Astarion really loved Tav, but the heart is a fickle thing, and eternity is simply too long.
I used a base from talented SeraphicMayin on Deviantart as reference. Link below.
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